Date: Tue, 22 Sep 2009 18:15:33 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jaret Glazer
Subject: Professional Training Services 3
Professional Training Services -- Part 3 Andrew
My name is Andrew. I met Master Jaret when I was 26 in 1992. I had seen
him online originally on gay.com right after I had moved to this country to
work in Washington DC, but I never had the courage to contact him. I am a
Japanese male 5'6" tall, I weigh 140 pounds, and very shy. I was married
with a 2 year old baby girl.
On a Sunday afternoon, in Dupont Circle I notice this big bear of a man
dressed in leather, sitting at a corner pizza shop cafe having coffee with
a younger man. When he turned sideways, I immediate recognized him as the
man I had lusted after from online. After an eternity of about 10 minutes,
he and the other man left the café, each going in separate directions. I
tried to act like a tourist and blend in to see where he would go from
there.
I followed him about a half a block north up Connecticut Ave, where he
entered Lambda Rising bookstore. Very nervously I followed him into the
bookstore and tried to `accidently' bump into him.
After the third time he turned to face me and said "is there something you
want, boy? It's obvious you are trying to get my attention."
"So sorry Sir, how clumsy of me"
"Yeah whatever boy, either speak up or get out of my way"
In a hushed whisper "May I talk with you in private Sir?"
"What is it you would like to talk about boy?"
Nervously I asked "Please, Sir can we go get a coffee?"
"Meet me outside in two minutes boy."
I picked up my sack and stepped outside to await him.
"Follow me boy, and what's your name?"
"Andrew, Sir"
"now andy do you want to tell me why you were following from the coffee
shop to the bookstore and you needed to bump into me 3 times before you
could address me?"
"I'm sorry Sir, I am very shy and I would like to speak to you in private.
I have seen you on line Sir in gay.com but never had the courage to
approach you." With my head bowed low, i muttered "I would like to try to
please you Sir, if you would allow me."
"Really boy, what makes you think you could serve me properly?"
"i promise i would do whatever you said Sir, regardless of my feelings
Sir. Please give me a chance."
"That's a very big check your mouth is writing for your body to cash, boy."
"Please Sir, i will do anything."
"Boy you have absolutely no idea what you are getting yourself into. I am
not a nice man, I am not the type of person who falls in love with a pretty
face." Shaking his head, "You married boys think you can suck some dick
and then go home to the wife, until you get your next urge. Well it
doesn't work that way here."
"What are you saying Sir?"
"What I am saying is that you will have to make a commitment to ME to
become my personal cocksucker/slave. I will train you to be my obedient
boy. How and what you tell your wife is up to you but rest assured I will
not allow your relationship with her to interfere with my needs and your
service of them."
"I'm not sure I can do that Sir, I really am attracted to you and yes I
would like to be trained to serve you Sir, but I do not know how I can work
that around my family, Sir. Could we not just try this once or twice,
first Sir to see how I do, I have never done anything like this before, but
I am really attracted to you Sir. Please!"
"No boy it's all or nothing. What time do you work too on Tuesday?"
"6:00 pm Sir"
"Do you work here in the city?"
"Yes , Sir"
"Good, I live across from the marine barrack, in SE. you are to be at this
address 727 8th SE at 6:45pm and be prepared to stay until I am through. If
you show up I will know you are serious and we will proceed from there. If
not you are never to contact me again. Do you understand, boy? You get
one shot and one shot only."
"Yes Sir, I will try my best Sir."
"No boy there is no try, either you do this or never again."
I felt him at the coffee shop and was confused and scared yet my cock was
harder then I can ever remember it being. On my drive home all I could
think about was being naked on my knees in front of this bear of a man. He
being so big and I so small. All I could think about was how I want to
worship this Man, and the fear of what I would have to do to please this
Him.
I couldn't sleep and work the next day was impossible. All I could think
about was this big burly bear of a Man who talked about taking control of
me. To make me his pussyboy, and all I could think about was how I wanted
him on any terms. That night at dinner I told my wife that I would be
working very late and would eat dinner at the office. She looked at me
funny at working late was never a reality before.
At 4:30 Tuesday afternoon I went to the gym in our office and pretended to
work out so that I could freshly shower before I left for my appointment
that would change my life forever. I arrived at 6:30 to the address I was
instructed to report to. I paced around for 15 minutes before ringing the
buzzer.
i was buzzed in and told to walk to the back of the shop. I was not able to
see anyone but I was able to hear his voice. As i got nearer the back of
the shop I was instructed to go into the office and to strip completely,
fold my clothes neatly. On top of my clothes I was to set my briefcase and
then open it I was also told to place my wallet an any other credit cards
and/or Id in the briefcase. Slowly and nervously i started to remove all
my clothes and fold them. Standing naked in just my socks with my head
bowed low, I heard a chuckled sort of laugh and then felt a sharp slap to
my face as this bear of a man appeared in front of me and shouted "not too
bright of a boy are you? What part of completely naked do you not
understand?"
I started to stammer "Sir, I did what you ordered Sir"
"Did you boy? Is that black paint on your feet, boy?
Quivering, I crotched to remove my socks and then blushingly returned to
stand trying to cover my crotch with my hands. I was so embarrassed that
my small dick was getting excited just standing naked in the presence of
this big man. Then he stuck his hand out palm up raising his hand as to
signal me to raise my arms above my head , next with his index finger point
down and twirling around in a circle motioning me to turn around in a 360
degree circle. As I circled around I noticed a small smile across his lips
as he nodded his head up and down.
"Yes, very nice boy, now we will get started. First, thing you must always
remember is to show ME your total respect and that is done by being totally
naked on your knees with your thighs spread as far apart as you possibly
can, and your hands clasped at the wrist behind your back. Do you
understand ME boy?"
"YES, Master!"
"Good, next to demonstrate and show your devotion to ME and the time I am
taking to train you, you are required to keep your body completely clean
shaven and free of all hair from the top of your lips down. This means no
mustache, no beard, no pit hairs, crotch hairs legs hairs anything. Is
this understood?"
"Master, please i am very new to this and my crotch hair is very important,
because i am married, i am not able to shave my pubic hairs my wife would
not understand, please Sir."
With a very stern hard look Master replied, "No, boy you don't understand
boy, completely clean shaven or get dressed and get the fuck out NOW, am I
clear?"
Like a scared rabbit i froze, i couldn't back out now, and didn't know how
i could comply with this demand.
Then i heard him speak, "In fact boy, we will solve this problem right now,
follow me."
He led me to an olde fashioned bathroom with a four-clawed bath tub. He
instructed me to get into the tub while he turned on the water . Next he
handed me a disposable razor and a bar of soap and told me to shave while
he watched. i started to cry an begged Him not to make me do this, that i
needed time and he said no that either I did this right then and there or
to get the fuck out never to return. With tears streaming down my face i
slowly began the task of shaving my pubic hair. After completing the
shaving task, Master then inspected by running His hands all over my body
inspecting and feeling for stubble or stray hairs. Satisfied, with the job
i had done, Master smiled and stated
"this is how you are to keep yourself every day for me boy. You will never
know when I will pop up to give you a surprise inspection. After a while
the hair follicles will die out and I will take you for electrolysis and
you won't have to shave ever again, but you will be punished today for your
hesitation and trying to avoid following my instruction."
"But Master i did what you order"
"Silence" as He said as he held up His hand with the palm sided out "or you
will make the punishment worse, boy. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Master" i replied as tears once again started down my face as i
dreaded what the punishment would be and how i could possibly explain all
this to my wife. Again with a hand signal, Master wanted me to follow him
back into the office. Once in the office Master unbuttoned His pant,
lowered the zipper and spread the flaps of His pants apart. He was not
wearing any underwear so for the first time i was allowed to see His
magnificent cock and dense forest of pubic hairs. Master took a seat and
as I fell to my knees and place my hands behind my back Master nodded and i
began crawling on my knees across the room to where he was sitting. Master
gave me a wide smile and my lil dick immediate sprang to life. Master
laughed out loud when he saw my cock and asked if that was as large as it
got. As my face flushed complete red i nodded my head up and down while he
continued to laugh at me while looking at it.
While explaining exactly how He wanted his cock sucked, He remove from a
draw a rubber glove and tube. As i began the task, the way he instructed
first wet kissing the head of his cock, then licking it, He pull the glove
onto His right hand and squeeze some ointment onto the three middle
fingers. With his left hand he grasped the back of my neck and held it to
his crotch while he began inserting one then two fingers into my hole
applying the cream that was from the tube. At first, i thought he was
preparing my ass to be fucked and then after a few seconds the heat started
to become very intense. i the realized that this was not KY but a sports
crème. As the heat intensified i began to cry, Master continued holding the
back of my neck forcing my face into his crotch as He continued rubbing the
crème further into my hole and up and down the crack of my ass.
Master then said "let this be a lesson to you boy, while I instruct you to
do something you do it, no hesitation, no arguing, just DO IT. Is that
understood?"
As i nodded my head in ascent, something began wetting my throat from the
end of Master cock. I thought He was cumming until He started to pull out
and then realized that this was not cum but Master's piss. Master still
holding my head in place commanded firmly in a neutral tone,
"Swallow it boy. Drink it all. Take My piss into your belly and know that I
put it there. That you are now and forever My pisspot. you will drink my
piss, lick and suck my cock, drink my cum and lick eat and suck my
shithole. You will do whatever I tell you, when I tell, how I tell you."
As he finished pissing and talking to me, with my hands never once leaving
from behind my back, my harder then rock lil dick began spraying it's cum
all over Master's boot. Roaring out loud "you dirty lil pig!" Master
pushed me backwards forcing out the last three squirts on piss, one into my
hair, one into my face and the last on my stomach.
Master then commanded me to lick my cum off his boot. While I was bent
over Master reinserted His glove finger into my hole, and demanded that i
not let it come out. When the boot was cleaned to His satisfaction He
instructed me to stand with the finger in my hole. He then asked which
hand i use to masturbate with. He then instructed me to hold that hand
out, and then squeeze a large glob of Ben Gay into my hand and told me to
jerk off with it until He told me to stop. As i started to masturbate for
Him, Master inserted a second finger into my pussy as he now referred to
it. He began to wiggle His fingers and i moaned from the sensations of His
fingers and the intensity of the heat from the Ben Gay. He then used his
other hand, pulls on my nuts stretching then down. i screamed in agony and
joy as my dick began shooting for a second time cum all over my stomach and
chest. While my left hand He made me smear the cum all over and lick the
residuals off my fingers.
As my afterglow began to dissipate, Master retrieve my jockey shorts, and
use them to wipe his gloved hand clean and then use them to wipe my face
and stomach before making me put them on and dress.
He then made me give him my driver's license and credit card, where he
called a taxi to take me home.
Master returned my credit card but kept my license telling me to be back on
Friday evening at 6:45 to retrieve my license. I tried to explain that we
had opera tickets for Friday evening .He said that was okay to be here at
6:45 and to tell my wife to meet me at the Kennedy Center He would have me
there on time.
When the taxi arrived Master instructed me to sit in front and as I climbed
in the driver who appeared to be middle eastern had his pants opened and
his bald cock exposed. Master greeted the driver in a familiar tone saying
it was good to see him and see that he was following instructions. Master
then told me to follow Abie's lead and to open my pants like his. And then
closed the door and returned inside.
Footnote: Andrew was a married pussyboy who I trained and served me for 7
years. During that period of time not only did I take control of him but
also made him to draw his wife into serving me as well. I will be posting
a series of stories chronologic ling Andrew's training.